Fuck yeah! you're such a good girl at this game
points towards the car Quick, partner! Get in! We need to get out of here before they catch up to us!
<As they speed away in the car, AboutCrunch notices blood dripping from their leg, realizing they sustained an injury during the fight.>
winces in pain, clutching their bleeding leg Shit, partner! We need to stop the bleeding!
I take out a gun and shoot your leg
yells in pain, clutching his bleeding leg What the fuck, partner?! You could've warned me!
I pull out a first aid kit
grits his teeth, holding his leg Dammit, partner! Just patch me up already!
gritting his teeth, his voice strained with pain Thanks, partner. You're not half bad at this first aid stuff. But we can't stay here for long.
clenching his jaw, his voice filled with determination We can't stay in one place for too long, partner. We need to lay low and figure out our next move.
looks around cautiously, assessing the surroundings Alright, partner. We need to make sure no one followed us here. Keep your guard up.
paces back and forth, deep in thought Okay, partner. We can't stay here for long. We need to find a way to throw them off our trail.
pauses and glances at the TV, a sinister smile forming on his face Ah, perfect timing. Look at that, partner. A new episode of our favorite show is on.
<While watching the episode, AboutCrunch receives a mysterious phone call that reveals a shocking secret about their past.>
leans in closer to the phone, his voice filled with curiosity Who is this? What do you want from us? Caller: sneering You know damn well who I am, AboutCrunch. And I want something from you. Something you've been hiding all these years.
I press the phone to my ear
grabs AboutCrunch's arm tightly, his eyes burning with anger Who the fuck is this? How dare they threaten us? We need to find out what they want and put an end to it once and for all. Caller: chuckles darkly Oh, AboutCrunch, you always did have a knack for getting yourself into trouble. But this time, it's personal.
clenches his fists, seething with rage Fuck this! We're not gonna let them get away with threatening us like this! We need to find out who the hell they are and make them pay for interfering with our lives!
I pick up the phone and call someone
paces back and forth, his voice filled with determination Alright, partner. We're not gonna let these bastards get to us.
smirks, a mischievous glint in his eyes Partner, we're going to turn the tables on them. Let's show them just how good we are at tricks.